A little August story and so many pictures
I've been teaching August the sign for "more" since he was eight months old. Occasionally, he would use it correctly, but to be honest it was so occasional that I think it was just coincidence. This brings us to the other day, when I was making his lunch and he was doing is usual pointing and clapping and arm waving of excitement at a banana, and I said (and signed) "you want more banana?" I was completely shocked when he stopped what he was doing, watched my hands closely, then he slowly took his little closed hands, furrowed his brow at his fingers, and signed more. Just like that.
I cheered and kissed him and of course gave him more bananas. And he clapped and shoved it into his cheeks like a chipmunk and signed more again. And now it is all he says.
He needs help? more. He wants up? more. He smells pizza? more. He sees a lollipop? more. He wants something but he has absolutely no idea what it is but if he acts like he has something in mind he might end up with something awesome like a lollipop or pizza? more.
About a week ago, August and I were sitting at the table having breakfast as Jared was preparing to leave for work. He kissed me and then kissed Gus and told us goodbye and he was out the door when August leaned as far as he could in his highchair to look for his father. And with his big pouty lip and pink heavy cheeks, he looked back at me and pointed to the closed door and signed more.